Kourtney's POV

"I hope everyone is here?” Mr. Osborne asked, with his deep voice cutting through the heavy silence of the boardroom as he adjusted his glasses and scanned everyone seated with his sharp eyes.

It seems he looked at me way more longer than others. Or is it guilt that's making me think otherwise? My chest was beating fast but I still composed myself and slowly crossed my legs.

Have they found out about my secret? No way, I made sure to cover my tracks well. My legs were ...